My brothers and sisters in Christ, let us get to work; “The fields are all ripening far and wide, and the world now is waiting for the harvest tide, but reapers are few and the work is great, and much will be lost should the harvest wait.”

“Oh, where are the reapers that garner in, the sheaves of the good from the fields of sin? With sickles of truth must the work be done, and no one may rest till the harvest home. Go out in the byways and search for them all, the wheat may be there in the weeds growing tall, then search in the highway and pass none by, but gather from all for the home on high. Oh, where are the reapers, oh who will come, and share in the glory of the harvest home? Oh, who will help us to garner in, the sheaves of good from the fields of sin? So, come out with your sickles ye sons of men, and gather together the golden grain, toil on till the Lord of the harvest come, then share in the joy of the harvest home.”